I need to say fudge it all. - one of those days... or not
Tuesday, 25 May 2010
14:42
(Blowback pode ser também uma gíria, but means exactly what they're doing...)She makes me wanna die
Follow where Mary goes
Cherish the things she knows
Says if I change my stride
Then I'll fly
She makes me wanna die
Change my stride...Then I'll fly
Look to the sun
See me in psychic pollution
Walking on the moon
How could you dare? Who do you think you are?
You're insignificant
A small piece, an ism--no more no less
You try to learn the universe
And can't even converse in universe
You know its ironic smoking hydroponic
She makes me wanna dieChange my stride
Then I'll fly
She makes me wanna die
Tricky - Makes em wanna Die
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A Allana que me indicou!
Eu não consegui nem traduzir essa música. Entendo, mas que bom se tradução dependesse só do tradutor entender o que a frase diz, ahh, sim...
Só trip hop pra salvar meu dia.
E mais Rússia. Galeano tá muito light pra mim hoje. Eu preciso é de Dickinson, ou de qualquer um to mourn with me. Or to kick my ass, hard.
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We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and -- in spite of True Romance magazines -- we shall all someday look
back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely -- at
least, not all the time -- but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important,
and I don't see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your
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